California to extend the bar curfew -- except for you, San Diego

Drinking in California

If you live in California and still manage to maintain a Facebook account, chances are you've heard the news: California has passed a bill that would extend the drinking hours at bars from 2am to 4am. Or at least, Governor Jerry Brown has until September 30th to decide. Either way, if you live in San Diego, then it doesn't matter at all.

Why? Because it's San Diego. We're the eighth largest city in the country and the second in the state, but definitely in the top three for being high grade weenies (for lack of a better term). 

When one fight broke out at the Observatory in 2016, we're the city that decided to blackball all relevant hip hop artists from large-room venues and banish them to the caves of SOMA. When the caucasian frat boys got a little too rowdy in the Summer of '17, we're the city that made it illegal to ever drink a sip of beer on our paradisal golden beaches ever again. When Street Scene ended, we're the city that allowed the pasty, wrinkle fest that is Kaaboo to step up and take it's place. With that said, for a city that let shit like Seaworld and Shamu rock for so long, it's surprising the lengths we'll go to stop people from just having fun.

As such, what the headlines for this news story don't tell you is that only nine cities throughout California opted to experiment the curfew extension. These include Los Angeles, Palm Springs, San Francisco, and other cities that are pretty much just those cities but under different names (West Hollywood, Sacramento, Coachella, etc). San Diego's representatives were actually so against it that Assemblywoman Lorena Gonzalez, who has repeatedly expressed her opposition towards the bill, tweeted out the following bold claim: “Nothing good happens after midnight.”

Nothing good happens after midnight.

— Lorena (@LorenaSGonzalez) August 31, 2018

Now, I don't know who Gonzalez thinks she's representing as an elected San Diego official, but I can name countless great things that have happened to me after midnight, and if I could remember them, I'd list them all. That's not the point, however. The point is that we are one of the largest cities in the country with a wide-variety of nightlife options, all that could greatly benefit from such an ordinance. I mean, shit, the biggest industry in the city is tourism. Gaslamp is already a wasteland of Camaro-driving meatheads, you might as well squeeze those bro bucks for a couple more cents, no?

Either way, I've hit the age where I'm Irish goodbye-ing social settings around 11:30pm anyway, so I don't personally really give a shit to be honest. Whatever happens, by the time the law gets enacted in 2021, we'll probably all be drinking radioactive cocktails, anyway.

(Speaking of alcohol-related news: Aero Club, the India St. staple that was on the verge of closure, just announced it will be here to stay, now to-be managed by the people who run Waterfront Grill. As a loyal customer of Aero, I just wanted to extend a toast one time)